Friendship

Feng Guodong lowered his head and said nothing. His son has grown to be as tall as himself, and he is an adult. Looking back, when he and Li Ling quarreled and avoided the child, he felt a little sad for a while.

There is love between him and Li Ling, but that love has long been wiped out by the quarrel, and the two of them can't talk well, so that the two of them are covered with bruises.

Feng Guodong patted Feng Jingchuan on the shoulder and said, "I will transfer money to you next month, so I won't come."

"En." Feng Jingchuan nodded, maybe this is the best way.

Seeing that Feng Guodong was gone, Li Ling took two steps forward. Thinking that Feng Guodong would never come again, she turned to Feng Jingchuan and said, "What's the matter with you? Why did you say such things to your father?" What? If he really doesn’t come, what should we do?”

"What are you doing here, continue to quarrel?" Feng Jingchuan sneered, and said, "Isn't this pretty good, you also have living expenses, and I don't have to listen to you quarreling."

When Li Ling heard this, she couldn't get angry at all, she snapped, "I'm not happy with him, and I don't want to be nourished by him!"

"Mom, wake up, you are divorced, if you let my dad go, you will also let me go." Let me go even more.

"What do you know? What do you know, a big kid!" When Li Ling thought of the sweetness between Feng Guodong and that vixen, she couldn't stop her anger, and she couldn't choose what to say.

Feng Jingchuan nodded and said: "I don't understand, I don't understand why you quarreled with my dad since you can't bear to part with him? Why do you always put the worst words on my dad? Why do you always use me as a knife to hurt me? My dad? You just want to watch me hate my dad for the rest of my life, and you will be happy to scold his whole family with you? What do you want dad to do at home? "

"I did this because I didn't want you to lack fatherly love, because the person I love the most is you."

"Mom, the person you love the most is neither me nor yourself, but actually my father. But you have already lost him."

"You fart!" Li Ling became emotional following Feng Jingchuan's words, she raised her hand and slapped Feng Jingchuan, the crisp sound was especially harsh in the empty room.

Growing up so big, no matter how much Li Ling and Feng Guodong quarreled, they never touched each other's fingers, let alone their only son Feng Jingchuan.

Now Li Ling slapped Feng Jingchuan for a few words.

Feng Jingchuan tilted his head, his fair cheeks immediately became red and swollen, and a few finger prints appeared.At this moment, the air froze, and Li Ling felt a little regretful, she shouldn't hit the child anyway.

But Feng Jingchuan's words seemed to open up all the scabs covering her wound, causing her pain, letting her know that the wound that she thought had healed was still dripping with blood, and letting her know that Feng Guodong was scolded and ran away by him. .

She regretted it, but what was the use?Marriage is gone.

She was still in pain, but Feng Guodong was married again, how could she not be annoyed?

"Dachuan..." Li Ling wanted to reach out and caress Feng Jingchuan's cheek, but Feng Jingchuan brushed her away with his hand, picked up his schoolbag and ran out the door.

Feng Jingchuan felt a scorching pain on his face, even worse than that day when povidone iodine penetrated into the wound.Although it was already dark and the street lights were not bright enough, he always felt that people on the road were staring at his beaten face.

He didn't know where he was going, until he bumped into someone, he came back to his senses and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry."

"Jingchuan?" Bai Yang went downstairs to throw out the trash, and Feng Jingchuan bumped into his arms.

Didn't you go home?Why are you still on the street?Bai Yang felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask him immediately.

Feng Jingchuan raised his head and looked at Bai Yang standing in front of him, feeling extremely wronged.

Bai Yang brought him back home, and when he got to the bright room, he found the fingerprints on Feng Jingchuan's face.

"Who hit you?" Bai Yang was furious for a while, went to the toilet to get a wet towel, gently pasted it on his wound, and asked again: "Who hit you!"

"Why, do you want to avenge me?" Feng Jingchuan twitched his nose and shrank in the sofa, "My mother beat me."

"Why did she beat you? Is it because you think you have bad grades?"

"No...my dad came to pay alimony, and they quarreled with my mom again. They've been arguing for almost 20 years, why haven't they quarreled enough?" Feng Jingchuan shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I told you Mom said a few words, and my mother beat me up."

"Do your parents often quarrel?" Bai Yang pulled the towel from Feng Jingchuan's hand into his hand, turned it over and put it on his face again.

"Often?" Feng Jingchuan laughed and corrected: "Every day. If there is no noise on a certain day, I will thank the Bodhisattva in my room for blessing."

"so serious?"

"Yes, I was a two-faced person when I was a child. When facing my mother, I would speak ill of my father with her. When facing my father, I would nod if he spoke ill of my mother."

"Later, when I grew up, I found that it was useless to follow two people like this. I just talked good things to each other, and acted as a peacemaker." Feng Jingchuan thought it was funny when he thought of his behavior when he was a child, "But the symptoms are not the root cause. .”

Bai Yang listened quietly to Feng Jingchuan's words, he understood why Feng Jingchuan's catchphrase was 'he's fine', and when he encountered a quarrel, he apologized first, it turned out that it was all because of his parents.

Maybe Feng Jingchuan is not as cheerful as he appears, but he is just acting cheerful to make everyone comfortable.

"Is there anything that can't be said properly? Does it really make sense if the voice is loud?"

It was the first time for Feng Jingchuan to tell others about these things. Bai Yang regarded him as his best friend. Feng Jingchuan could fully feel this, so he was willing to reveal his own pain to Bai Yang. It's nothing to be ashamed of.

"It doesn't make sense." Bai Yang said softly.

"That's right, I said you are a person who doesn't quarrel with others." After Feng Jingchuan said this, he felt much happier, his stomach was a little hungry, and he started gurgling.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"I'm full of gas, what else to eat!"

"The food is still hot, I'll bring it to you." Bai Yang got up to serve him food, but was held down by Feng Jingchuan, and said: "I'll go by myself, I know your family well."

When Bai Nianci returned home, Feng Jingchuan was already asleep, and Bai Yang briefly explained what happened, causing Bai Nianci to sigh all the time.She came forward and called Li Ling, saying that the child was with her, but Li Ling had already gone to play mahjong, and never asked Feng Jingchuan how he was feeling now.

The parent meeting was held the next day, and Bai Nianci was the only one sitting in the parents' seats of Feng Jingchuan and Bai Yang, and the class teacher praised the two children well.A top student with unfathomable grades and a strong drive to catch up from behind, either one can become the target of other students.

Bai Nianci accepted the envious gaze of the parents in the classroom, and happily pointed to the two children, saying that they belonged to my family.

Li Ling only found out about her son's parent-teacher meeting when she was playing mahjong with other classmates' parents the next day.I heard that Feng Jingchuan's academic performance has improved a lot. The teachers all praised him. Li Ling felt that his face was radiant, and he went home very early.

After cooking a table of meals, waiting for Feng Jingchuan to come home, he hurriedly said: "Son, come and have dinner quickly."

Feng Jingchuan sat silently at the table, a little puzzled why Li Ling suddenly played the role of a loving mother today, the quarrel that day was still vivid in his memory, the slap and the lingering power were still there.

"Your favorite salt and pepper short ribs, eat more." Li Ling picked up a piece of pork ribs and put them in Feng Jingchuan's bowl, "I heard that you did well in the exam, it seems that you are still promising, did you talk to your father about it?" Tell me the good news?"

Feng Jingchuan looked at the pork ribs in the bowl, feeling a little angry with himself, he raised his head and said to Li Ling: "Mom, I don't like salt and pepper pork ribs."

"What?" Li Ling stopped in mid-air, not understanding what her son meant by saying that, "I remember that every time you do this, you are very happy, jumping around beside me..."

"When you make salt and pepper pork ribs, Dad will be happy. Dad especially likes to eat this." Feng Jingchuan lowered his head and continued to eat.

Li Ling put down her chopsticks and looked at the table full of dishes, feeling uncomfortable, right? The dishes on this table are all Feng Guodong's favorite, and what does her son like to eat?

After a few mouthfuls, Li Ling couldn't eat anymore. She returned to her bedroom and stared at the ceiling all night.

When Feng Jingchuan went home again, the house turned into that cold look again, as if the dinner on that table yesterday was all imagined by Feng Jingchuan.

That's fine, it's better to be deserted than to quarrel.

Seeing that Feng Jingchuan had been in a bad mood recently, Bai Yang asked him to go to the book store on Saturday to buy reference books and some painting tools by the way.

Feng Jingchuan picked out a few books recommended by the art teacher in the bookstore, because the teacher said that the test subjects included not only sketching and sketching, but also coloring, so he added some painting tools for coloring.

Bai Yang bought a few books of famous sayings and aphorisms and articles by famous teachers, and gave the two of them a composition score.Although this kind of template is more stylized, it is difficult to get a high score, but for Feng Jingchuan, it is not bad to be able to guarantee a basic score.

Fortunately, Feng Jingchuan's handwriting is still good.

When the two of them went to the counter to check out, they were a little dumbfounded. They didn't bring much money when they came out in the morning. They thought how expensive it would be to buy a few books, but they didn't expect it to be so expensive.

Bai Yang took more than 40 yuan for a composition book, not to mention Feng Jingchuan's painting tools, which cost [-] yuan in an instant.

The two people who have all the money on their bodies do not add up to three hundred are making a choice.

"I'll buy you painting tools first, and I can buy them at any time for my composition." Bai Yang played the book back, and Feng Jingchuan stopped him, saying, "It's okay to buy the coloring tools if they are not so expensive, just buy them first." Let’s choose a composition, and you can get a grade.”

"no…"

"That, classmate?" Pei Fangsi saw two familiar people, and they stepped forward, and they turned out to be his classmates from the same school.

Bai Yang and Feng Jingchuan turned their heads together and said, "You pay the bill first, we need to discuss it for a while."

"You don't remember me?"

Feng Jingchuan didn't have much memory, but Bai Yang still remembered the girl who caused Feng Jingchuan to be injured.

"The one at the sports meeting a few days ago." Bai Yang reminded in a low voice.

"Oh, it's you, I can't recognize you if you don't cry."

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